Nari-Lanreth

The trees rustled as Nari stepped back out, and she found herself sliding into her defensive stance naturally. Her eyes roamed the area, looking for whatever had made the sound, her scythe held in the ready position behind her back even as she searched. From behind her, Onóra's whispered words reached her ears. "Hey...what's going on? Somebody out there? This is a safe zone so we should be okay..." Nari relaxed ever so slightly as the words reached her ears, calming her just enough to think straight. She was just about to reply, when the small black nose caught her attention, drawing her

"Hey..." Nari stopped at the sound of the voice, not looking at her friend. She was well aware that Onóra was only trying to help, but the entire experience had left a sour taste in Nari's mouth - a taste that she couldn't get rid of, no matter how she tried to approach it differently. Somehow, deep down inside, she felt like she was betraying Yuki. Like she was accepting that the fox was gone forever, never to return. "If you don't want to do this..." I have to do this...Onóra's right. Yuki's not coming back. For whatever reason, she's gone. And she won't be coming back. I just...need to

"Hello again." The voice was familiar, but it was the visage standing before Nari that brought back memories. Searching through the snow covered forests for the small creature that would eventually become her friend. Managing to coax it in towards herself, before eventually getting it calm enough to be fed - and in turn making a friend that had lasted for years in the making. "Are you here for a new companion? I seem to remember your face..." Nari took a step back in surprise. There weren't many NPCs that remembered their encounters, and the few who did were generally dangerous - well ou

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The new setup was comfortable, if requiring a bit of adjustment. Nari spent a few moments before getting started adjusting the location of the piano, moving it ever so slightly so that it echoed more prominently on her held notes, making sure that the sound was captured perfectly. Once she had settled herself, she began humming a now familiar tune that she had been working on for a few weeks already.

Nari huffed, but didn't acknowledge the jab at her information broker. Riddles or not, they'd proven reliable - far more so than some of the others she'd attempted using. Instead, she decided to answer the one question that was something she could answer - at least, more so than anything else that had been brought up. "I'm trying to track out position based upon the sky, beyond the forest itself. Light and dark. Wavering. It's one way to try and keep track of where you are in the forest, albeit not easy...the forest may waver but the sky doesn't." At the mention of the nest, Nari realise

"I just told you I've never met-no. It's...Onóra...uhm, I think you two met once?" Her response came automatically, even as her eyes shot up towards the canopy above them, refusing to look at NIGHT while she spoke. She waited, tensely, for any sort of response, before carrying on with her words. "And you shouldn't knock the info broker too much. They've saved my life far more than I care to admit." Unable to restrain herself, Nari continued walking, heading straight forward as she continued looking up at the canopy. She wasn't sure what she had expected from NIGHT, but she wasn't surprise

Nari glanced at the message again, before closing it. She followed along behind NIGHT, taking a few extra steps to get beside the girl again before answering the question that was likely rhetorical. "From an information broker that I...well, I don't know them, really...in fact I've never actually m-err...anyways. They always send messages like this. The thing is...they've never been wrong. Once I decipher them, that is. One hundred percent accuracy, if you can figure out the messages within the message." As the two continued along the pathway they'd been following - or at least, Nari thou

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It had taken the longest time to move the piano, settling it in the new studio exactly where she wanted it. She'd never felt herself to be fussy about design, but something about the recording studio required a much more specific hand. It wasn't a place that Nari felt she could simply place things down, and be happy about it. It needed to sit properly, to orient with everything else in the studio - and most importantly, to revibrate with the general amphitheatre feel she was going for. As she glanced over everything, finally content, she settled herself in to begin the true work for the day.

The pathway wound through the forest, leading them to the small temple where Nari and Onóra found themselves alone for the first time since entering the floor. The few individuals they'd passed on the path - most heading back towards the main settlement - had smiled and waved, but left them alone otherwise. Now, in the small clearing that housed the temple, the two found themselves without anyone else around. "Well, looks like no gypsy." Nari kept the smirk off her face. She wasn't upset with Onóra at all - her friend had only been trying to help, and it wasn't like she had any control o

The forest had seemed far away when they'd started, and Nari had prepared herself for a long climb down the mountain. Pulling up her menu, she'd pulled a spyglass she'd purchased before trying to spot the temple itself in the distance - the building appearing after only a few moments, shaky due to her movement but otherwise clear and obvious. "Huh...there it is..." She handed the spyglass to Onóra so that the blonde could spot their destination, before marking the location on her mini-map. Even approximating it, she was surprised to see that their path led directly to the location, and t

Nari relaxed a bit once the two had made it beyond the gates of the settlement, the crowd dispersing to a mere collection of stragglers making their way into, or out of the main gates. Somehow, even though the roads beyond the gate were outside of the safe zone, Nari found it more peaceful than the throng of crowds that had greeted them upon their arrival to the floor. "Fresh air...gotta give this floor that. No toxic wastes, biting cold, or overly warm tinges. Just pure, mountain air..." Onóra walked along with her hands behind her back, the longsword on her hip jingling slightly as it

Floor Fifteen The teleporter hummed to life, before Nari and Onóra materialised into being. The two took a quick look around, before stepping off the platform and down into the crowd that seemed to constantly move throughout the main avenue of the giant bazaar. The place, like always, reminded Nari of a mixture of Middle Eastern and Asian venues, the giant keep within the mountains seeming almost monk-like in aspect. "Come on...not going to find her here, that's for sure." Onóra led the way out of the main bazaar, and towards the gates of the city. Nari followed diligently, conte

"That. Thinking about what you did wrong, what you could have done better. As if her leaving was your fault, somehow." The blonde leaned forward, shoving Nari's shoulder. "I saw you with that fox...you didn't drive her away. If she left, it was for a good reason." Nari shrugged. She'd liked never learn what that reason was, no matter how much searching she did. Time had only confirmed one thing - Yuki wasn't coming back, no matter how long she waited for the fox to return. Whatever the reason, the fox had decided - or perhaps been told - that their time together was done, and nothing Nari

Nari leaned back against the wall, watching as Fae downed a healing potion and Avoryn picked up the whip. It had just been something that she had in her inventory - an item from a quest, if she remembered correctly - but the green-haired woman somehow seemed uncomfortable with it. "Sorry, didn't really have anything else that would work. Err...yeah, sure, I mean, I don't use it much myself, so if you keep it no big deal. I don't think I'll ever use something like a whip." She glanced over at the boars, taking in the fact that Fae had already put one down. The others seemed riled up, read

The weeks had passed in a blur, as Nari tried to recover from the loss of her friend. She'd found herself wandering the fourth floor for a few days, searching for Yuki in every possible corner of the snow-covered lands that she could possible look through. It had taken quite some time for Nari to finally accept the reality of the situation - her friend had left her behind. "You're doing it again. The lost in thought and ignoring the world around you bit." Onóra's voice pulled Nari from her musings. The blonde had been visiting her frequently as of late, subtly trying to cheer Nari up thr

Floor Four Nari shook off the snow that had fallen on top of her, most of it making its way straight down the back of her shirt and creating a frozen line down her spine. "Ohhhhh when I catch you, you are going to pay. No treats for you tonight!" The small fox seemed to pause at the threat, staring at Nari as if questioning whether she truly meant it or not. The pause was long enough for Nari to rush forward, her hands reaching out to grasp the fox. Yuki was far too fast for Nari, however, and the fox bounded into the snow, disappearing from sight off to her right. "Hey! Get

They'd survived the onslaught against the town, although Nari still wasn't entirely sure how. Whatever the case, she was just happy that they were alive - and that they'd managed to complete the quest at all. Don't kick a gift horse in the groin. Shaking her head, in a small portion of disbelief, as well as amusement at her own thoughts, Nari turned to face Jomei. "Thoughts on taking a bit of revenge on this Night King? Seems like someone who deserves a good kick in the ass for everything we had to go through here...not to mention a bit of revenge for those who didn't make it..." Her fi

Nari softly opened the door, making sure it didn't slam behind her as she slid into the shop. Although the sign out front said closed - as it always did, these days - she was pleased to find that the door was open, meaning that she was welcome inside. Her voice carried softly over the otherwise empty room as she called out, before coming up to the main desk and pulling out piece after piece after piece. "Err...sorry, I know it's a lot...it was a...productive day, to the say the least. Uhm...anything less than a perfect piece you can either keep or junk sale, whichever is best for you! Oh uhm,

Nari breathed a sigh of relief as the final wolf exploded, leaving herself and Onóra alone, aside from the few creatures still roaming around the garden in the distance. Turning to make sure that her companion was okay, Nari waved a hand towards the open area where the wolves had once stood. Her own health bar had taken a small dip, but nothing that Nari wasn't used to nowadays. "Well, I guess they're not much of a threat to us, now, are they?" Her smile died as she saw the angry look waiting for her on Onóra's face. A part of her felt like she already knew the reason for the anger, but

Three had exploded into shards, and Nari felt herself grinning as she turned towards Onóra, about to share the excitement she felt at their further success. The grin, however, disappeared immediately as the one wolf she had missed slammed into her side, throwing her to the ground and tearing into her side. For a split second, Nari found herself panicking, trying to figure out what had happened and how she had let her guard down so easily. Then, the numbing-pain was gone, and the blonde was standing above her, the longsword slashing at the air, driving the wolf back and away from the two

Their blades seemed to dance together as they descended upon the wolves, Onóra driving the creatures towards Nari's scythe, only to find themselves caught in the sharp whirlwind that left them stunned and unable to move. Systematic, controlled, calm. Nari had to admit, the two of them worked well together - far better than she'd done with some others she'd encountered across Aincrad. She had just considered mentioning it aloud, when the wolves had begun to move again, tearing her mind away from the thoughts and back into the fight before them. "Watch your left!" Nari called as one

Nari gave a single sweep of the blade after the final wolves had been defeated. She threw a questioning glance at Onóra, before tilting her head in the direction of another pack of wolves. "Feeling up for another quick round? I don't know about you, but today has been...profitable. I wouldn't mind going a bit longer, but let's not overdo it either - yeah?" Onóra nodded, checking the length of her longsword. The blonde seemed to focus on the edge for a second, as if checking for any break or imperfection, before looking up and at the wolves. "Yeah...I should be good for another quick roun

Nari's blade drove straight through the wolves, sending three flying backwards to lay stunned upon the ground, before embedding itself into the final target. She grinned as another blade stabbed through the opposite side of the beast, draining what little health points it had left, before causing it to shatter. She quickly found herself staring at the blonde through the shimmering shards on the air, thoughts processing through her mind faster than she could compute properly. "There's still more, come on. You can't sit around here all day long, just staring." The voice was coated in sarca